Chapter 71 Athena's Pov

• I ran with everything I had, I had to get away from there. Staying there will bring me nothing but heartbreak and pain. I didn't even belong there in the first place and Simon just made that clear. Of what use am I to them? I was nothing but a burden. Jackson constantly worried about me. He spent too much money on my medication which I wasn't even taking in the first place. Sometimes, I just want to tell him to stop but doing so would look as if I was an ungrateful b****. All I was waiting for was to get my revenge and find out who made me so miserable, then I would help them out by ending it all. Then maybe everyone will have a sense of peace and won't have to worry about me all the time. Jackson will live his life happily with Amelia. Simon will date anyone he wants and Drake wouldn't have to worry about following me constantly, in fear of someone attacking me or me acting out of control. They will be free from all these burdens. I was nothing but trouble, that's why I always kept my distance from people. I didn't want to be a burden to anyone. I didn't have any friends. I didn't behave like the princess despite being adopted by the family of an Alpha.
• This was exactly what I was avoiding, someone throwing it at my face that I didn't belong to this family. I was expecting an outsider but I never expected it from someone who I called my brother. I guess Simon has been pretending all this time to actually see me as his sister. He never loved me. Did Jackson even love me at all or was he also waiting for the right time to also humiliate me in front of everyone? I guess that's why they hide me away from everyone else. No one even knew that the Alpha had a sister. They were ashamed of me. Who would want a psychotic person as their sister? That felt too good to be true. It was only a matter of time before I was kicked out of this Palace. I should start preparing myself, maybe find a job somewhere else.
• I never knew words could hurt this much. I always thought I was immune to pain since I was tortured numerous times when I was taken. I became numb but I guess physical pain was different from emotional pain. I knew that I couldn't trust anyone. This was why it was so hard to accept Lucy again. She didn't love me. She never saw me as her friend. This was why she left me to die and claimed that she went to get help while what they wanted was to see me dead. That was why it took years before they found me. It was not like I wasn't in the country. I wasn't taken far away. I was even within the vicinity. I guess they didn't care so much about me. I was slowly losing my mind. I was glad that I stopped taking the pills that Pack's doctor was giving me, who knows if Jackson was poisoning me slowly? I don't even recall doing anything to Simon, with the way he was reacting. I guess he couldn't stand me anymore and seeing me sitting down at the dining table as if I belonged to the family ticked him off greatly. He could no longer control it. He could no longer pretend anymore that he cared about me.